Hey
Are you mother fuckers ready
Are you ready to roll
I think we'll start a commotion
A disaster we're after
Mother may feel love

Come to hate her son
On the day we're born all ready to go
Come on let's go
Got a frame of lead that's ready to roll

A model to take and set it off
Come on let's go
A part of me take to overcome
Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying

Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come
And offer me relief
Face my space alone
I am on my own

Are you mother fuckers ready
Are you ready to roll
I think we'll start a commotion
A disaster we are after
Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying

Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come
And offer me relief

Mother help me
I can't help it
Take my breath and run away

Save those breaths for rainy days
Take my breath and run away today

Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying
Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come
And offer me relief

"You people must have faith.
You must not be stampeded by rumors or guessings.
Let us unite in panicking fear."